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''My past used me to create a picture of its own..but I am erasing that part now and using the future to create a picture of my own!''
''All about life is a game, the essence is to win, the trick is to play it long enough.''
So here I am again in this alley, I'm confused.The weather is bad, My soul is uncomfortable.All the tears in the world just rained today.Whither shall I wonder? Why am I afraid? Why am I like this? Why do I feel like a lost puppy?